Two Dimes Poem by Thomas Case

Two Dimes

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I was walking in
that old betrayer,
rain.
I was soaked to the gills,
and my wingtips were
sloshing on every
broken sidewalk.
The wind took my last
match, so smoking was out.
I'd give my liver for
a lighter and two
dimes to rub together.
I think I'll join the
carnival, get on that
tunnel of love and never
get off.

Two Dimes
Monday, June 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: drinking,poverty
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Art work by Kieth Sloan
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Thomas Case

Thomas Case

Oxnard, California
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